Precious one with a bitten tongue
Broken by a lie only once spun
See through roses tinted blue
Ignoring the warnings in its hue
Tainted woe with glitter wings
Painting roses with memories
Precious child with a bitten tongue
Singing a love much to young
Did you see the rose turned blue?
Or where you mystified by its liars hue?
NIGHTMARE FANTASY 
Very nice use of words. I liked the strong statements leading to the proper ending. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Thank you. I will admit, I do not like this one very much. It ends fairly well but the build up…it is missing something. I will have to go back and figure out what it is one day
You ended with a honest ending. Poets and writers who write their truths. The words can disappoint us. You are welcome my friend.